Uploaded August 2026 | Updated September 2026, 1 week ago

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this one hits different when you're lying there thinking about someone who's not coming back 😔 the way he talks about folding the blanket and checking his phone for someone else... man. it's that specific kind of hurt where you're not even angry, just stuck in it.

quiet soul track that feels like 3am in an empty bed. no bells and whistles, just the feeling of missing someone you're trying to forget. the lyrics are so real it almost hurts to listen to on repeat.

if you've been there, you know. putting on headphones and just sitting with it for a while.

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Lyrics:

[Verse 1]
Your side stays smooth.
Mine stays cold.
I fold the blanket
like it's getting old.
My phone lights up
for someone else.
I still check it
when I hate myself.
[Pre-Chorus]
I say I'm fine,
I say I'm good.
But the room keeps
your shape in the wood.
[Chorus]
I miss you more.
I miss you more.
That quiet ache
behind the door.
I miss you more.
I miss you more.
Still hear your name
in that old voicemail.
[Verse 2]
I played that message
again last night.
Your laugh came through
like a yellow light.
I set it down,
then picked it up.
Some things don't fade,
they just build up.
[Pre-Chorus]
I say I'm fine,
I say I'm good.
But the room keeps
your shape in the wood.
[Chorus]
I miss you more.
I miss you more.
That quiet ache
behind the door.
I miss you more.
I miss you more.
Still hear your name
in that old voicemail.
[Bridge]
I didn't mean
to let it go.
I thought time would
let me know.
But every hour
just shows the cost.
Some words stay living
when they should be lost.
[Final Chorus]
I miss you more.
I miss you more.
Empty side,
same quiet floor.
I miss you more.
I miss you more.
Still hear your name
in that old voicemail.